Canoe country, written by the man who did most to protect it.

Tracking as a way of paying attention, from a tracker working in Point Reyes.

Cage was a serious mycologist. Attention as practice, again, from an unexpected direction.

How wilderness was invented as an idea, and by whom. Necessary before using the word.

The intellectual history of the thing Thoreau started. Solnit writes from the Bay Area, which is not incidental.

The founding text of walking as distinct from getting somewhere.

The book behind most of what this project believes. Attention as a discipline, place as an obligation.

Cast then hand-polished to the smoothness old iron had before the industry forgot how.

Legged, lidded, and made for coals. Mass-produced and entirely honest about it.

Fur felt, shaped to the head, better every year it's worn. Buy the hats.

El Paso since 1883, and still made by hand. Heritage that doesn't need explaining.

The lineage boot of the American West. Resoleable, rebuildable, and worth the wait.

Built by hand in Spokane and rebuildable for decades. A synthetic sole is no compromise when you can replace it.

A railroad engineer's cap from 1903 with a pull-down band for wind. One size, no sizing problem.

Their own wool, their own mill. The shirt that has been in the back of American trucks for eighty years.

Oil-finish cotton stiff as board when new and shaped to you within a season.

Designed for Pacific Northwest timber work in 1914 and still cut the same. Heavy virgin wool, four pockets, no apology.

The green bottle, unchanged in silhouette since 1913. It predates everything the brand has since become.

Built in Duluth from waxed canvas and bridle leather. Repairable by anyone with a needle and patience.

Made for carrying a canoe outfit over a portage and essentially unchanged in a century, because the problem hasn't changed. Canvas, leather, brass.